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I shall write the write stuff from now on.
Chapter 9: Ambushed... Again.
Percy's POV
We were camping in the woods, near Medusa's warehouse. Annabeth and Grover were both exhausted. I wonder... was it Hades' helm of darkness that sucked the life out of my two companions. My mind was in pieces. Medusa's confusing words were still haunting my mind...
"Percy." I turned robotically to Annabeth, who was about to enter the tent. Grover was already dead to the world. "Yes?" My voice didn't sound like mine. It was thicker than usual. Was I really this affected? Didn't Athena get the wrong son out of the much smarter baby? Has she confused me with her son?
"Are... I'm going to sleep." I nod, turning back to face the moon. It looked hollow today, an eerie full moon. My thoughts were just as eerie. Is Athena really my mother? What if...! I doubled over, clutching my head, roaring in pain. It felt like a thousand needles were being poked in my brain. I heard somebody get up. "What is wrong with you? I want to—Percy?"
Cool hands caressed my arms, offering some comfort. After a while, the pain ebbs. I beat my hand down the soil. "Stupid-Annoying-MEMORY!" Annabeth continued to caress my arm. "It's Okay Percy... Did you hear that?"
I stopped one of my daily doses of lament. Annabeth and I drew our daggers on silent agreement. The nearby bush was rustling. Annabeth looked at me, her eyes blazing. We watched it, when—
A deer came out.
I collapsed on the ground with relief, Annabeth mirroring my movements. Then something touched my back. Good thing I had fast reflexes. I took Annabeth's arm and Dragged her to face... The dozen of monsters about to deliver our death. Annabeth squeezed my arm. My stomach fluttered, for NO APPARENT REASON. Weird...
The monsters seem to divide. They looked weird, some have two scaly snake ends, and others seem to be cannibals. That is, Giant carnivorous cannibals. "This is bad. Laistrygonians and Dracaenae. (I forgot the spelling, Forgive me.) We're doomed, Percy." I snorted. If we didn't find any symbols of power, we're doomed anyway. I wanted to roll my eyes and say, DUH.
The monsters all shrieked and ssssss'ed in apparent happiness. They marched towards us, and Annabeth and I drove to battle.
"GROVER!" I yelled as I stabbbed a Dracaenae, an ugly-horryfying -puke-worthy snake woman. WHY HASN'T GROVER COME TO OUR AID? WE ARE GOING TO DIE FOR OLYMPUS' SAKE! I yelled it again and again until the distant sound of "Foooooood" can be heard from our tent. These monsters must be dumber than the usual dumbness of monsters, because they didn't even notice Grover beating them with his cudgel until they were history. I nodded at him and rushed to kill some Laistrygonians. I quickly stabbed one's behind, when I saw Annabeth on the ground, blood coming from her mouth. I saw red.
No one, NO ONE, is allowed to hurt my... sister. I threw my dagger javelin style at the Laistrygonian bearing down on Annabeth. It didn't even have time to breathe. My vision blurred suddenly. What was happening?
The next thing I know, there were spires of rock erupting from the ground, I even scraped my arm on one, and Annabeth, Grover and I were on the ground. He was muttering like, "Earthquake... Strong one... Very scared... Enchiladas." I went to Annabeth, noticing how shaky I was. Probably from the earthquake. "Hades. The God of the dead saved us..." I nodded. After all, who else could have made rock spires erupt and a very strong earthquake like that. Annabeth was staring intensely at me. "What is it?" I asked her. She blinked, and then frowned. "Nothing... I just thought your eyes changed colour..." I got up and poured nectar on her wounds, which were very numerous and deep. I shook my head. "Seems farfetched to me. Maybe it was the light, tricking your vision." She nodded thoughtfully. "Could be. Well... should we move camp?" I shook my head. "I doubt there will be anymore attacks. We need to sleep. I inclined my head toward Grover, who was going inside the tent again, as If nothing happened. Wow, wish I could be that careless. Annabeth smiled. 'Okay. But seeing that you've saved my life, twice this week, I will take over your watch. No arguments." I closed my mouth, which was opened in protest.
"Fine." I sheathed my dagger and walked back to the tent. As much as I would have preffered a sword, A dagger is better that a unbalanced one. I stopped in my tracks. Someone... someone has told me that. Annabeth was looking at me. "Anything wrong?" I mouthed that I'm fine. She nodded. I entered the tent, and started to lay to sleep.
I was in a deep cavern, everywhere was dark, and something bright was on the other side of it. It was shaped like a human, though bathed in gold light. Something was chuckling in the room.I looked around for it, when I realized it was coming from the fifty feet wide chasm that separates the golden lighted figure and myself.
"He comes! He comes, my lord!" The figure laughed. It was a deep voice, like harsh sunlight, and I felt like I was being burned when he talked. The voice of the pit answered. "Little hero... not much, but much much talent. The gods have chosen well, I see. But not good enough. Bring me the weapons, boy, And I will reward you well." I stood, pale faced—I think—while the pits voice cut through me like a serrated knife.
"Earth to the Pea brained idiot." I opened my eyes to see Annabeth beside me, the tent was packed. How the?—She smiled. Again I felt like my stomachwas fluttering. "Food?" I thanked Annabeth as she gave me an apple.
Grover plopped down beside me, his mouth full of tin cans. "Guys, let's move. We have um... officially seven days before world war 3 and I want to stay away from Medusa's evil... evilness. I laughed. "Fine, where's the next destination?" He looked up at me. " Las Vegas, Nevada." I nodded. "Come on, Let's pack."
An hour later, we were near a waiting shed, overlooking the murky waters of Hudson. Nice view. Ugh. The bus arrived maybe 25 minutes later. I looked around when I was about to board the bus. I noticed that many people were at the edge of the beach. I particularly noticed a man wearing Bermuda shorts, fishing. Seriously? You fish at HUDSON? I ignored the sinking feeling in my stomach.
"Percy! Come on!" I heard Grover say inside. I look back at the coast.
Everyone was there. Everyone was still there.
Except for the man fishing.
Nobody could have disappeared that fast. I forced down my curiosity and climbed onto the bus, never knowing that that man was the key to knowing who I was.
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